✸ {EVIL'S HOUSE [Wiccan]

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★ Markus ★ Wizard ★ Tags: Open ★
The male sighed before grabbing clothes for the day, pulling out jeans, a black T-shirt, and a dark grey sweater. He pulled the sleeve over his palms while trying to stay warm, having grown fairly cold since leaving his bed. Markus slipped on his sneakers, figuring to go for a walk or something until he believed the others would be up.

The male walked out of his room, closing the door silently behind him before making his way to the building's exit. He'd only walk for a little bit since he was sure it was even colder outside than in the building. He soon walked out with another yawn as he crossed his arms and raised his shoulders in attempt to stay warm. He made small strides so he could conserve his heat as he walked around, his breath showing in the cold air.

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Persian continued walking down the hall, black cloak wrapped around her, but the hood was left down. Gathering her hair in her hand, she slipped a green material elastic around it, tying it back into a tight ponytail. Her black boots squeaked in the hallway, before she opened the exit to outside, breathing in the fresh air happily. The open always cleared her mind, and helped her practice her skills better and improve. Holding her hands up to her mouth, she huffed out a breath, capturing the crystals of air in her palms. Wolf screeched, suddenly opening his wings, golden eyes looking around. "What is it, boy?" She cooed, stroking his neck. The owl leapt off her shoulder, large wingspan spreading to carry him upwards. Flying off, Persian frowned, trying to keep up with him. Soon, Wolf circled around Markus, crooning at him, before landing on his shoulder. A moment later, Persian caught up, frowning. "Eh! What was that for?" She snapped at her bird, huffing for her breath slightly, before turning to Markus. "Sorry about that, he's a troublemaker." She said, as Wolf made a noise far too similar to laughter for her liking. Holding out her arm, she tried to call him back, but the bird seemed intent on staying on Markus' shoulder, large eyes looking at him curiously, head tilting.

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★ Markus ★ Wizard ★ Tags: Open ★
Markus yawned once more as he walked, shivering slightly before hearing some type of bird flying around him. He looked around before feeling something land on his shoulder, he glanced over at the bird with slight confusion. "Uh, hey..." He muttered before a girl came along, seeming mad at the bird.

"I don't mind, he's not causing any harm to me." The male said with a light shrug, making sure not to knock the bird off his shoulder. "So what's his name?" Markus asked with a light smile raising a hand slowly so he didn't scare the bird.

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Persian sighed in relief when Markus said her pet wasn't bothering him. "Good." She smiled, watching as Wolf hesitantly reached forward, beak lightly and painlessly chewing on Markus' hand like a baby. "His name is Wolf." She answered, as the Eagle Owl ruffled his black, brown, gray and white feathers, ear tufts flickering in the wind as he was careful not to dig his razor sharp talons into the boy's shoulder. "An Eagle owl - Among the largest breeds of owls there are." She commented affectionately, clicking at her bird. "Anyhow, my name's Persian." She said, realizing she hadn't introduced herself.

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★ Markus ★ Wizard ★ Tags: Open ★
Markus smiled lightly as the bird nibbled on his finger, "Well hello Wolf." He said lightly, as the girl explained about the bird. "Seems pretty interesting, never seen an eagle owl before." He mentioned before the girl introduced herself. "Nice to meet you Persian, I'm Markus." He replied with a soft smile.

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Wolf crooned, hooting at Markus, pumpkin coloured eyes looking at him. "Oh, they are." Persian assured, daring to come a few steps closer. Clicking again, she stroked Wolf's wing, before moving it, as Wolf opened his wings. "At least five foot wingspan, probably six." Wolf opened his beak, almost looking as if he were grinning, as his tailfeathers spanned out. "Nice to meet you, Markus. What about you? Any pets?" She inquired curiously.

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★ Markus ★ Wizard ★ Tags: Persian ★
Markus smiled lightly before nodding, "Oretty interesting indeed, owls are pretty cool." He commented before hearing the girl's question. "Ah, no. I wouldn't have the time to take care of a pet or anything really." He explained with a light chuckle. "I tried to take care of a plant and it ended up dying the next day, even though I did everything I was suppose to."

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Persian chuckled as well. "Ah. Well, I don't blame you - Plants are hard to take care of." She joked, watching as Wolf used his beak to comb through his feather. "And Wolf seems to like you fine... I think you could handle it." She reassured him, flicking her hair over her shoulder and scratching her head. Wolf crooned again, rubbing his head against Markus' hand like a cat would.

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★ Markus ★ Wizard ★ Tags: Persian ★
Markus nodded lightly with a soft smile, "Maybe but I'd never be able to take care of an animal, not by myself anyway..." He replied with a sheepish chuckle, "I respect others who can though." He said before stroking the bird's feathers.

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Persian chuckled, before shaking his head. "Well, Wolf doesn't like many people he's just met. Maybe I'll have to have you owl-sit him sometime." She teased, holding out her hand and mimicking his hoot. Wolf cooed at being pet, eyes narrowing in pleasure as his head seemed to disappear further into his shoulders happily. He returned the hoot, but still refused to leave. "I've had quite a few pets... Maybe I could teach you how to look after an owl some time." She commented, looking back up at Markus.

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Sargent once again cleared his throat awkwardly, shifting his feet around. "No, it's fine." He insisted, it was his fault, after all. He was sleeping in the halls. "And... I dunno. It's just comfortable, and I like watching the people." He answered, glancing up at Antony, who was at least three, four inches taller than him. He struggled for something to say, awkwardness once again settling over him. "I.. uh, I'm Sargent." He stuck his hand out to shake.